this is not my original plot. I have permission from the owner to use it (proof in chapter 1/preview)
okay so this fanfic is a v.dekubaku (villain deku x bakugo) and It starts off in the winter of their last year in junior high (9th grade). that da...
it's been a week since deku came back. apparently, he joined the league of villains to be able to fake his death two and a half years ago...when I told him...to kill himself...' damn it all' suddenly deku starts to shift 'he's awake!?'
"mmm" he whines and opens his eyes
"kachan? what are you doing in my room?" ' what? this isn't his room and...and the psychopath tone is gone...'
"deku....this isn't your bedroom...this is UA's nurse's office..."
"wait UA? aren't we in our last year of junior high?" ' did deku...lose his memory'
"no, we are supposed to be in our 2nd year of high school..."
"wait what?"
"yea I think you lost your memory of the last two years...."
"what! how?!" 'should I tell him?'
"well, one day I told you to kill yourself, and you..."
"I what?" 'do you really need to be reminded'
"you...faked your death"
~~~Midoria's POV~~~
when kachan tells me this, suddenly I get little pictures in my head... it hurts
"ahh!" I hold both sides of my head, over my ears
"hey! are you okay!?" I can't hear him...my ears are violently ringing...I start getting more and more memories and start to get my original emotions back. I feel my hands forcefully removed from my head and something on my lips and suddenly...all the pain goes away...'kacchan...is...kissing....ME?!' I pull away
"H-hey! w-what are you doing!" I yell wide-eyed and blushing
"I didn't know what to do...it just...happened" 'that's still doesn't explain'
"if you think just a measly kiss will bring me back you thought wrong" I get out of my bed to find myself in my original black clothing 'at least they didn't change me they would've seen all the scars' I wobble a bit
"deku stay please!"
"no" I see my ring daggers and start to walk over to them
"deku no, you're going to stay"
"what?!" I can't believe this, luckily I keep a spare pair in my pocket. I sigh as I reach in my pocket and fish out my daggers
"do not try me...I will hurt you and with no remorse whatsoever..."
(whatsoever actually spelled like that so please don't come at me)
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